Ah, the depth and charm,

Of Love’s wounds,The sentimental bandage.

I live other lives,As Time withers, slims,I walk back and forth,Yet, going no where,I don’t look at Life,I just stand and stare,I don’t see the lightI live in despair,My Love’s taken flight,There’s nothing to share,The Moon loves the Night,But, I just don’t care.

I feel your shadow,Closely, byAnd a desperate windOf cold, surrenderChills my heartMaking me cry.Time has passedMaking, no betterSo the endlessQuestion,‘Why’How short ourLove and LifeTogether,Smoldering ashesThat refuseTo die!And the pain embraces,Strongly,And my space startsTo close inAs I know,I’ll love you onlyLife was not for usTo win.

And goodness goes ahead,Where Lies are not what matter,And people, Love insteadThat is the Dream that darkensWhen face to face we seeSociety, Reality,The Misery that’s We!

It’s like a flower’s morning due,It sooths the heart and gives to you,A light that’s bright,And loving too,That’s more than wealth,Can ever do.

That things can only get worse,And if they don’t,He is Not,Pleasantly surprised!